There was a moment of silence, it was very brief but felt like an eternity to Alek. He swallowed hard as he watched Lucan's expression. His eyes quickly glanced over to his friend. Gandon seems ready for a battle. How could they survive against this large group? But then again like Gandon said, they do look sick. Probably wouldn't put much a fight. Alek has never killed anyone before, all these thoughts running through his head.
"Kid, do you know why we are called the Blood Stalkers?" one of the men said from the group. His left eye seem to be bigger and wide then his other. "We drink the blood of our enemy and prey. If you aren't with us. Then you must be against us!" he pulled out a dagger with rigged edges that looked like twisted metal.
"Calm down you, they are just afraid. They are just kids." Lucan replied with the same wicked smile. "You see, we discovered one of the treasures hidden here. It isn't something that is materialistic, but I tell you what.. It is a hell of a prize. The price for the prize.. let's say we need to pay up soon, there isn't much time on the clock."